Not actually embarassed.
Nov. 1st, 2007 08:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dsrtaoThe place: the corridor outside my office in Cambridge, waiting for the elevator.
No one is in sight.
I am talking on my phone to Elizabear.
Just as I say "Let's do S&M for dinner," my minion and a random female employee of another firm come around the corner from opposite directions.
I finish my call and the elevator comes. We all get in. My minion arches his eyebrows and asks what I was talking about. "Dinner," quoth I.
"Is there a restaurant called S&M?"
"No, I meant spaghetti and meatballs."
The RFEOAF lets out a sigh of relief.
My minion and I discuss restaurants, private spouse language, and similar topics as we head to the T...
No one is in sight.
I am talking on my phone to Elizabear.
Just as I say "Let's do S&M for dinner," my minion and a random female employee of another firm come around the corner from opposite directions.
I finish my call and the elevator comes. We all get in. My minion arches his eyebrows and asks what I was talking about. "Dinner," quoth I.
"Is there a restaurant called S&M?"
"No, I meant spaghetti and meatballs."
The RFEOAF lets out a sigh of relief.
My minion and I discuss restaurants, private spouse language, and similar topics as we head to the T...
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Date: 2007-11-02 03:17 am (UTC)